In the end, the Great Sage broke the rules.

"Who just walked away? They're incredibly skilled!"

A voice, like a thunderclap, suddenly came from behind, nearly giving Chen Yi a heart attack: "?!?!?!?!?!"

How could there be anyone in this desolate wilderness?! Chen Yi was horrified and turned his head to look, only to see an old woman appear before him like a ghost.

Chen Yi: ...This scene seems familiar, but I can't quite place it.

Oh, I finally remember, this old woman looks like Guanyin Bodhisattva descended to earth.

Chen Yi blinked, feeling a little flustered. Should he follow the script?

Chen Yi: "It's my disciple, he went to scout..." the road...

The old woman said, "The child has a quick temper; he'll come back."

Chen Yi: ...Don't you want to listen to what you're saying? Stop spouting nonsense! Did you even hear what I said?!

The old woman continued, "I have a monk's hat here that I got from the Buddha. I'll give it to him and tell him to wear it."

Chen Yi accepted the gift and thanked him, saying, "Thank you, benefactor."

After the old woman left, Chen Yi looked at the thing in his hand, his face full of helplessness, as if it were a hot potato.

This is a life-or-death question.

Sun Wukong slowly approached and immediately saw the little monk holding a monk's hat, staring blankly into space.

"Who has been here?" Sun Wukong frowned slightly, his tone carrying a hint of wariness.

Chen Yi honestly replied, "An old man asked me to give you this hat." As he spoke, he obediently handed over the monk's hat.

Sun Wukong raised an eyebrow. In fact, he had already seen everything, but he wanted to take this opportunity to test which side the little monk would stand on.

Now he had the answer, and he was very satisfied with the young monk's pragmatism.

Sun Wukong reached out and took the hat, then placed it on Chen Yi's head without hesitation.

Chen Yi was immediately horrified: "!!!"

Holy crap! What on earth is Sun Wukong trying to do?!

He hurriedly reached out to take off his hat, but no matter what he did, he couldn't get it off.

Chen Yi: ...Destroy it!

Sun Wukong said with a half-smile, "It fits you perfectly."

Just then, Chen Yi was surprised to find that a tight band had also appeared on Sun Wukong's head.

Chen Yi: ...He was completely baffled.

Sun Wukong didn't say anything, but silently lifted the load on his shoulder a little higher, and then continued to lead Chen Yi forward.

His steps remained steady and powerful, as if he never tired.

However, after walking for a short while, Chen Yi began to feel his strength failing him.

He originally thought his physical condition was pretty good, but at this moment he felt as if his legs were filled with lead, and every step he took required a lot of effort.

Gradually, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his clothes became soaked and clung to his back.

"Great Sage, can we...can we take a break?" Chen Yi finally couldn't help but ask.

He looked pitifully at the man in front of him, his eyes full of pleading, hoping to touch the man's heart and let him rest.

Sun Wukong glanced at him, frowned, and said, "So delicate."

After saying that, he lightly tapped his foot and flew up the tree like an arrow, landing steadily on the trunk. Then he closed his eyes contentedly and entered a peaceful state of rest.

Upon seeing this, Chen Yi was overjoyed, knowing that he had agreed to his request.

He breathed a slight sigh of relief, then found a shady spot to sit down and prepare for a good rest.

When he took off his shoes, he couldn't help but gasp. He saw that his feet had several large blisters, with blood seeping out.

He hadn't felt anything while walking, but once he stopped, the excruciating pain immediately spread throughout his body, making Chen Yi want to cry.

He recalled that although he had lived a hard life in his previous life, he had never experienced such suffering.

In the original story, Tang Sanzang at least had a horse to ride, but in his case, he could only walk. How can this be considered a difference in treatment?

A strange sense of grievance welled up in his heart, and he really wished he could just give up and stop going on.

He started to have wild thoughts, wondering what the consequences would be if he really gave up the journey to the West.

Unfortunately, as soon as he had this thought, he felt a sharp pain in his heart and his breathing became difficult.

He quickly shook his head to clear the thought from his mind.

"I'll go! I'll go on the pilgrimage, okay?!"

The stinging pain disappeared the next second.

Chen Yi: "Go to hell! This is coercion!"

My heart is aching again.

Chen Yi immediately cried out, "Oh no! Oh no! No, no, no! I was just kidding!"